“I trust the science”. This statement has killed more conversations than the mobile phone. Yet, we have been enchanted by a story more magical than scientific.
On 22nd February 2021, we were offered the first of a range of miraculous products to combat the Sars-Cov-2 virus (hereon known as Spike). These shamanic offerings carried strange names and no limits to what they could do.
They were all safe and effective so there was no need to test them. “Nothing up my sleeve”, was good enough for our statutory bodies.
We had to take these mercurial elixirs to save the lives of everyone we knew. Each of us channelled Jesus as the saviour of humanity.
Our sacrifice didn’t end there. We had to offer up our reason to be boxed and stored for magic to be free and do its work. We’d retrieve it later, in more rational times. For now it must be locked up and stored on a high shelf. Its place would be taken by credulity and viral sprites.
A rapidly shifting official rhetoric urged us on to a first life-saving injection which presaged a second and then a third and ……
Unencumbered by reason, we straddled each new, contradictory demand of the changing narrative.
Yesterday, I couldn’t resist. For health reasons, I have been staying away from the ABC. I’ve missed Fran Kelly’s tearful departure from breakfast radio and its joyful reporting on the pharmaceutical industry’s recent triumphs.
With New South Wales’ citizens freed on Wednesday, I had to know of any plans to reshackle us. An interview Patricia Karvelas conducted with celebrity medic, Mary-Louise McLaws, not only showed me the proposed implements of torture but also plans for their use.
Modelling by University of New South Wales suggests 25,000 of us, daily, will develop new Covid infections by the end of January. Trish invited Mary-Lou to “take us through the modelling”. Sadly, she hadn’t been involved though she works at the uni part-time.
How do I know she works there part-time? I don’t but if you follow this link on the UNSW website you will see that Mary-Lou’s involvement with the World Health Organisation (WHO) leaves her very little time for anything other than ABC interviews.
It seems there is barely a WHO board she hasn’t clambered onto but this one impressed me: “She is the Focal Point for the WHO Global Outbreak Alert and Response Network (GOARN)“. I’ve never met a Focal Point.
Some of the great untold and mistold stories of the current Covid-19 crisis have surrounded Ivermectin. Somewhat akin to the way people are misled about Assange, a series of lies and half truths are designed by skilled, well-paid behavioural scientists and you are invited to pick up the one that fits your needs.
It requires work to have even a passably informed opinion on any subject in which the media and powerful have a vested interest. It is often much easier to pick up one of these lies. You trot out this lie when someone raises an issue to give the impression you are a thinker.
This allows you turn away and take comfort in your alignment with the establishment perspective. Little occurs to ruffle your day knowing you are doing the right thing.
This extract should remove that comfort. If it doesn’t, you are immovable in the righteousness of your uninformed and expertly curated world view.
A system of government marked by centralization of authority under a dictator, a capitalist economy subject to stringent governmental controls, violent suppression of the opposition, and typically a policy of belligerent nationalism and racism.
A political philosophy or movement based on or advocating such a system of government.
Oppressive, dictatorial control.
I have been a close observer of politics for fifty years. In that time, nothing has impressed me more than the size of the propaganda campaign surrounding Covid-19.
We have had this ambitious project imposed on us worldwide with all the emphasis on injections. Deaths and injuries caused by them are generally ignored by all of our main institutions. When they do break through we’re told they are rare.
The Three Commandments
Media’s participation has been vital to the project. It reinforced three commandments.
Thou shalt be afraid. Covid-19 is dangerous beyond belief and you will be lucky to get out of this alive.
Thou shalt have one solution that must be repeated forever. Take the injection.
Links to key participants in the Covid-19 debate. The sort of people that Anthony Fauci, Peter Doherty and John Skerritt would rather you didn’t know existed. Links at the top are to people engaged in the medical debate. As you go down, links broaden to some of the ideas that are concealed behind what we are told is a medical crisis. This is NOT about health. It is much bigger than that. Our job is to uncover a deeper truth.
To know the art of impressing the imagination of crowds is to know at the same time the art of governing them.
“The Crowd” by Gustave Le Bon
The market is the best information processor the world has ever known. In its perfect form, aided by government to the extent of its needs, it has led the western world to prosperity over the last 50 years. This perfect form is achieved through neoliberalism.
This is the story that champions of the market have sold to us.
I am not describing the world of laissez-faire capitalism and small government. We moved on from there after the Great Depression. If you’re over 40 today, you knew an anomalous period before neoliberalism gained a firm grip on society.
During this time it was easier, comparatively, for people to pay off a home and build a nest egg or six in the form of investment properties, share portfolios and superannuation. For most young people today, the only share they know is accommodation, super is weak and the door to home ownership has been slammed shut.
[N]othing is more fatal to a people than great reforms, however excellent these reforms may appear theoretically.”
“The Crowd” Gustave Le Bon
Last week an erstwhile friend stopped me in the street long enough to call me selfish for not being vaccinated. He’d seen some of the pieces I had written recently and decided they were reason enough to reassess my character and put aside a friendship that extended over 30 years. It seems I had broken the trust that underpinned our relationship.
Who do you trust? Why do you trust them? These are important questions that major media organisations have been struggling to shape and control. The media battleground has been shaken up significantly in recent years. With the collapse of the traditional funding model, the fragile relationship between the mainstream media and the public has been shattered.
Let he who is without sin cast the first stone or anyone who thinks the unvaxxed have it coming.
What should we do with the unvaccinated is a question occupying the fevered brains of many of our now free, vaccinated citizens. We have a duty to do as members of a society and the unvaxxed won’t do it.
Vaccination is not only a passport to the things we once did without asking permission like travel, shop, go to the movies, visit friends and family; it also invites the injected to employ their new and superior powers of judgement.
This is of more than passing interest to me. I am unvaccinated.
What follows is from a New South Wales perspective but broadly reflects the experience of Australians across the country.
Our media is regurgitative not investigative. There is an astonishing uniformity in the reporting by our journalists; in the terms they use and don’t use, the questions they ask and don’t ask.
An excellent example is the Australian Broadcasting Corporation (ABC) and its role in reporting events surrounding Covid-19. In the last few days, a major public revolt in Melbourne over lockdowns and looming mandatory vaccinations brought people out into the street.
The ABC used its considerable resources, radio, television and online media to “flood the zone” and made sure we drew the right conclusions.
On a Saturday, morning a few weeks ago, I heard the first reports that 4 people tested positive to Covid-19 in Wilcannia. Another 6 in nearby Broken Hill, 197 miles away. That’s nearby in Australian standards. People travel those distances regularly to play football and visit family.
Wilcannia is 946 kilometres (547 miles) from Sydney with a population of 745 mainly Indigenous residents. It sits on the Baaka River, better known to European settlers as The Darling. Since my youth, the river has been notable for its long dry spells. Few would imagine its days as part of a paddle steamer route, joining with the Murray River.
The story told here is best left to the people of Wilcannia and Australia’s Special Broadcasting Service (SBS), including Karla Grant and her team. We will make a few observations after you’ve made your own.